Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1887-10-21
AS OTHERS SEE US.

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mar. The following extract from one
of his letters will be found interesting
reading
"Some one has said that all things
come at last to those who can wait, and
so because we had patiently waited for
many years, we came at last to the real
ization of a long-cherished plan of a
good long summers ride over the noun
tains and through the valleys Of YER
mont. In our plannings for vacation
we had selected Vergennes as the place
of starting, and at high noon on Monday
we left the sleepy little city simmering
in the heat and turned our faces towards
the hills. The great Green Mountain
range lies westward up and down the
State, and it is our plan to cross these
mountains and make South Woodstock
our place of destination, going by the
way of the Ripton and returning by the
Rutland pass.
"Our outfit consisted of buggy much
the worse for wear, but then the horse
was strong and honest, and though not
of over-sanguine temperament, yet fairly
willing on down grade. He had some
of the signs of age, and we humored him
on the ground that sobriety was incident
to years, and so when he was inclined to
rest at intervals on the steep hills, we
made no mention that he was hired by
the day and ought to give us all his time.
He was not ambitious and had none of
the Impotence for getting on that be-
longs to youth, and so we concluded that
he was along in years and worthy of the
consideration that belongs to age. And
he got it, or at least took it.
"The road between Vergennes and Mid
dlebury is of clay and the very worst in
all the State. We had been over it once
before. 1t was in the summer before our
marriage and we had the same lady with
US, though we are not quite certain that
this was the same horse. We had a span
on that eventful day, not because we
were rich or proud, but because we could
find no other rig. The lady was on a
visit here and we had come to see her.
The house was full and there were few
of the opportunities for the little private
condolences which are somehow esteemed
desirable in the pre-nuptial state. So we
started out on this same road. Now
considering that we were making the
trip not for style or scenery but for soci-
ETY., it was very soon apparent that we
had IA bad rig, for we were perched upon
a drivers seat and the lady that we car
ried was behind us. She could not sit
with us, perched upon a seat within sight
of all the country round about, and we
could not sit with her and drive a span
of horses with reins heightened out with
a handkerchief, and so we sat in our
miserable loneliness as a kind of hired
driver on the front seat. while her lady
ship, also lonesome we hoped, sat be-
hind. We paid six dollars for that out
tit and had to borrow money before we
reached home. TWAS, however. probably
one of the factors that helped to secure
the lady as the permanent companion of
our subsequent rides, and so we have
never regretted the outlay. Its perhaps
just to both of us to say that since then
in our journey of life she has held the
reins and we have occupied the rear seat.
"Well even a clay road must ultimately
have an ending and we reached Middle
bury in the early afternoon, paid tribute
to the business of the place by hitching
our horse to one of the Addison House
posts for an hour while we explored the
town. 1t can hardly be called busting
nor busy, but it has a street of stores,
few factories. an easy going river, and
college which has good history and is
large in expectations. The bad roads
are left behind as we push eastward, and
for the week that we are on our journey
the excellence of the roads is a constant
source or wonder, love and praise.
EAST Middlebury lies at the foot of the
mountains. and is a pleasant place with
naples in the street. 1t was simply de-
lightful as we passed through it in the
glorious light of that summer day, and
the natives evidently enjoyed it, for of
all the people that we saw, not one was
working. The road over the mountain
was easy for a mountain way, for there
were few steep ascents, and for the great
er distance our horse could have trotted
had his ambition run in that direction.
But the way was simply delicious in its
beauty, for a mountain stream was be-
side the road, with little falls and pleas
ant pools, dark hooks and shady coyerts,
while over us the foliage braided itself
together and made aisles canopied with
beauty through which we rode and
looked.
''The Bread Loaf Inn is far up on one
of the levels of the road, fine hotel large
ly patronized. 1t lies in huge basin of
the mountains and is rich in scenery.
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